Avarice Poem by Vidya Pandarinath

They fought - loud and foul,
Single and the family - all;
And even their pets barking loose,
Offsprings frowning and twisting nose -
Digging the greed of possession !
None was wise enough to believe
That those who build without His Sanction
Gain naught but end in vain......
Each asserted , he was right
And the land on which he stood his height
And gazed across with infinite din,
Belonged just to him and his kin;
The wind blowing, the pouring rain
The hot sun and every strain
Raged them and they fought hard
With hands, sticks and sharp steel
Till one day they were found with cheek-weal,
In the court boxes, bound by the Law;
Word for word, and the see-saw,
Someone else got what they claimed;
All their content and peace was maimed
Possession changed for sure as ever ;
On everything stood a newly set tower;
Now visitors tread on every spot
Where each litigant forbade the other's blot
Great lands and boundless an empire
Have found dilapidation and fire,
Erasing and re-marking on the chart
Of amoebic map on the whole or in part.........!